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*Under major editing, please stop reading after ch 20 because the story would turn out not making sense❗❗
She's a silent student who studies in Reading University Malaysia. When Jungkook becomes a temporary transfer student...
I wake up in a start, looking at the spinning fan as I fight myself to get up. It's 7.30 in the morning. As I brace myself to sitting position, I've found my reflection printed on the mirror.
Although I had cut my hair as short as a boy's, they've still turned into a bird's nest, as if the mother bird and its chick had been living there for the past few seasons.
Raking my hair with my tiny fingers, I frown upon my mirrored face, unsatisfied by my own look. This is the real me, the real me which looks incredibly pathetic, short and ordinary. Well, ugly as an old witch in every morning.
After arranging my bed, I dart towards the bathroom for shower, followed by cleaning in my mouth. "Today is a brand new day." I sigh and get myself dressed.
Now I feel refreshed and energetic. The cool shower has injected my spirit with hyperstrength. After having my breakfast, I manage to drive towards the university which is 30 minutes route from my house.
While I've reached the destination, I realise that the utterly quiet University of Reading in usual is now crowded and occupied. Such phenomenon has automatically filled me with overwhelming curiosity. Hence, I enter the campus with my unusually faster pace while hearing crazy cries and cheers from the girls in the meantime.
Wait.
What are they shouting about again? As it is extremely noisy here, the voices sound blurry and I can't make out any word. At last, the only thing which I can do to end that annoying curiosity is to look towards where the girls' eyes fixed on. Eventually, I see a Korean boy who is waving at everyone. A cordial smile is plastered on his face he starts his speech with a wireless mike.
"Annyeoung hasaeyo, my name is..." Although his introduction has risen up the volume of the screams, I still manage to catch those words which are almost covered and wiped away. "I will be a transfer student in University of Reading, starting today. Thank you." And although it is only a short and simple speech, it is breath-taking, for the girls.
Silently, I stand behind the crowd, watching as he gives his speech. As I am short-sighted, I can't quite see his face clearly. The only thing I know about him is tall, fair, stylish... and his name which brings energy to all girls: Jeon Jungkook.
I can feel bitterness rises up in my chest while I pace away from the crowd and head towards the awaiting library. A strong feeling is coming up in my soul: His appearance, his name, his smile which I manage to picture from afar, are so familiar to me.
Basing on what those fangirls had said, he is an idol. Maybe I've heard the name on TV, or the radio.
Slap!
Yes, I've slapped myself out of my school of thoughts when I almost reach the staircase. Girl, this is none of your bloody business, so get yourself together and continue your daily basis! My inner voice shouts while I nod like an idiot towards no one. Luckily there's no witness seeing me behave like this. He's just working for a Korean channel. Nothing else matters now. He would never remember you! After recalling that this Korean boy knows me and accepting the fact that he would never remember me, I bite my lower lip while finding myself a seat.
I place my head beneath my arms on the table, trying to calm down. But the truth is cruelly grazing my heart without mercy.
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First updated: March 6, 2017 Last edited: November 9, 2017
